It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
~W. Earl Hall
April is a promise that May is bound to keep.
~Hal Borland
Is it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done...
~Matthew Arnold
An optimist is the human personification of spring.
~Susan J. Bissonette
Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.
~e.e. cummings
A little Madness in the spring
Is wholesome even for the King.
~Emily Dickinson
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year."
~Robert Frost
All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar.
~Helen Hayes
No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring.
~Samuel Johnson
If spring came but once a century instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change. "
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.
~Ellis Peters
Spring has returned. The earth is like a child that knows poems.
~Rainer Maria Rilke
Spring An experience in immortality.
~Henry David Thoreau
Fled now the sullen murmurs of the North,
The splendid raiment of the Spring peeps forth.
~ Robert Bloomfield
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees,
Rock'd in the cradle of the western breeze.
~ William Cowper
All flowers of Spring are not May's own;
The crocus cannot often kiss her;
The snow-drop, ere she comes, has flown:--
The earliest violets always miss her.
~ Lucy Larcom
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
~William Shakespeare
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